'I've spoken of the Shining City all my political life. …In my mind it was a tall, proud city built on rocks stronger than oceans, windswept, God-blessed, and teeming with people of all kinds living in harmony and peace; a city with free ports that hummed with commerce and creativity. And if there had to be city walls, the walls had doors and the doors were open to anyone with the will and the heart to get here. That's how I saw it, and see it still.'" Ronald Reagan
How the heck do you know the Blue Fox? You are indeed a man of the world..
Mike
Three weeks of language training at Coronado Beach Naval Station in 1966 prior to going to Viet Nam. We had six hours of class each day and were free the other 18 hours SEALS in training were lucky to get three hours sleep and ran everywhere, including running in plave while lining up for anything.
I was a PFC and managed to escape Tiajuana unscathed, visiting the Blue Fox but not venturing anywhere near the chow line, but one of my Lts. was mugged and robbed nearby. I had to lend him bus fare back and was sworn to secrecy at the risk of permanent KP. The fishing was good around Coronado Beach, I caught my first snook there.
Keep your stinkin' government hands off my Medicare.
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Please don't tell me you have eaten at the Blue Fox.
Mike
Well somebody did.
Three weeks of language training at Coronado Beach Naval Station in 1966 prior to going to Viet Nam. We had six hours of class each day and were free the other 18 hours SEALS in training were lucky to get three hours sleep and ran everywhere, including running in plave while lining up for anything.
I was a PFC and managed to escape Tiajuana unscathed, visiting the Blue Fox but not venturing anywhere near the chow line, but one of my Lts. was mugged and robbed nearby. I had to lend him bus fare back and was sworn to secrecy at the risk of permanent KP. The fishing was good around Coronado Beach, I caught my first snook there.